Men At Thirty (Donald Justice Poem)
Thirty today, I saw The trees flare briefly like The candles upon a cake As the sun went down the ...
Poems about momentary (31 Poems)
A Birthday Candle (Donald Justice Poem)
Thirty today, I saw The trees flare briefly like The candles on a cake, As the sun went down the ...
A Commonplace Day (Thomas Hardy Poem)
The day is turning ghost, And scuttles from the kalendar in fits and furtively, To join the anonymous host Of ...
Ode On A Distant Prospect Of Eton College (Thomas Gray Poem)
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade; ...
Tinder on the Hot Coals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The frustration fanned revolution coming the tinder on the hot coals the reaction of the tyrants Fanning the flames by ...
A Sudden Torrent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like the gate of heaven opening on the first day of the flood a sudden torrent fell today momentary as ...
Food Falling from Above (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like Manna raining down from heaven so too the smelly fish flakes fall onto the open mouths of the tropical ...
Yellow Dust (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A sheen of yellow on the glass the hood, the roof, the ground oak tree above, golden below heavy flour ...
Her Achievement (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For some, a piece of paper a momentary achievement for her, a different moment, importance to the day. A wall, ...
A Spring Rain Song (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was hidden in the nascent emerging buds of the lilac branches, singing his ornate, urgent, compelling song to the ...
Tabernacle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Without walls, just the tent the place of the meeting for the people where God lived before the Temple before ...
We Walk in Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A momentary blip, a bump on the road of life hit us again today, as it has for a few ...
Thompson Hall (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It was a moment of fate a convergence of events that gave me an opportunity chance to capture spark in ...
Salmon Skin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pause on the bridge, a break in my day, as night came A stop to drink in the murmur, ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
The Shepherd And The Calm (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov'd, who their ...
The Dream Called Life (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
From the Spanish of Pedro Calderon de la Barca A dream it was in which I found myself. And you ...
Ode To Beauty (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
Hysteria (T. S. Eliot Poem)
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
Congratulations (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Congratulations, you've succeeded, you've acknowledged 60% of you at least are the incredibly dense and mindless people needed to make ...
The Advice (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
On Receipt Of My Mother’s Picture (William Cowper Poems)
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Frost At Midnight (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
Wednesday (Marvin Bell Poem)
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
The Weed (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
I dreamed that dead, and meditating, I lay upon a grave, or bed, (at least, some cold and close-built bower). ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09: Cabaret (Conrad Aiken Poem)
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Easter Morning (A. R. Ammons Poem)
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...